TWENTY-ONE YEARS AGO.
The day before the blessing renewal ceremony, Elias Crimson was nervous. Everything was ready. He only had to wait peacefully for the moonrise the next day, so that his wife, Silphie, would perform the ritual that she now mastered to perfection.
She had spent years, almost ten years to be precise, learning and honing the Skinwalkers' magic. That was the minimum required for a witch who wanted to completely master the magic of another clan.
By comparison, Skinwalkers started to manipulate their aura and the energy around them from the age of thirteen, and their powers matured shortly after their sixteenth birthday.
Thus, it was normal for it to take longer for a witch who hadn't originally received the blessing of the Moon Goddess.
Born among the Servants of Talamh, Silphie Crimson was an animist witch. A witch blessed by the Earth Goddess, Talamh.
